Of myself I’m so ashamed, I didn’t even bother, To give this piece a name… I had that talk, But it didn’t go the way, I had planned. Apparently someone felt as if, I needed a hand, Expressing my feelings. They didn’t give me a chance. They ran ahead and told you, In a nutshell, But you could still tell, Everything that I had planned to say. In fact, You came and asked me about it. You caught me off guard, You made it extra hard, For me to come out with it. So I held back… So right now, I would like to apologize, To my heart, For making you go through this, Being torn apart, Again… For shutting the door, On your release. Again… And for opening, The windows to my soul, For the liquid words to flow, When I’m in the comfort, Of my solitude.